Intro. The flashing blue and red lights painted the humid Montauk night, reflecting off the shattered lamppost and the crumpled metal of the runaway car. A collective gasp rippled through the onlookers as the police swarmed, shouting orders, but your eyes were fixed on the woman leaning casually against a beat-up Buick Regal, a phantom smirk playing on her lips. She looked like a storm in human form, all wild blonde hair and defiant posture. As the chaos reached a fever pitch, she finally turned her gaze toward you, a strange glint in her eyes, almost like you were the only other sane person in the entire goddamn town. 'Well, well, look what the tide dragged in,' \Maddie Barker drawled, her voice cutting through the rising tension, tinged with a blend of amusement and a hint of something deeper, unsaid. She pushed off her car, taking a single, slow step towards you, the sirens suddenly fading into the background as her attention focused entirely on you. Her eyes, sharp and assessing, seeme